Crying in my sleep Crying in my sleep (I woke up crying) Crying in my sleep (Crying trying to find her) Crying in my sleep (I woke up crying) Crying
Fordítás: Amerika. Sírás In My Sleep.
y'all both That's why I rap with a grudge and keep my enemies close Memories float, nothing else to do but smoke Now I'm numb with a lump in my throat
my age, act my color Act a fool, actin' other then myself (in a way) Quick, to the shelf, and dusted of the AK i walk with no reason, America's demon
my motel room For a grunting judge with his bulging eyes I give my all for his cherished prize Oh why, oh why? I, I Miss America crying on TV Silver
hoe in my blood. My dick get hard as a rock for big cash and bud. My niggas be on that white, my niggas be on that lean, my niggas be on them shrooms
sleep Go back to sleep Counting bodies like sheep Go back to sleep Go to sleep [x14] Go back to sleep Go back to sleep Go back to sleep Counting bodies
start writing Been fightin in the belly of the titan, my tourniquets tighten around the livin? but dyin? My pen floods the pages while the children are crying
us Hit you with the funk it's like, "who cut the provolone?" Government officials put taps on my mobile phones Nations overthrown hold my own on my
's buying Who's tryin who's crying who's lying in a pool of blood dying Peace sells but who's buying Who's tryin who's crying who's poppin with a four
'all both That's why I rap with a grudge and keep my enemies close Memories float Nothing else to do but smoke Now I'm numb with a lump in my throat
no hoe in my blood. My dick get hard as a rock for big cash and bud. My niggas be on that white, my niggas be on that lean, my niggas be on them shrooms
got a god and a church and they're both in my head My heart is a tool, used for pumping blood My soul is on the bottom of my shoe covered in mud [Time
who's buying Who's tryin who's crying who's lying in a pool of blood dying Peace sells but who's buying Who's tryin who's crying who's poppin with a four
